Chapter 3: Heartbreak And Realizations
Lucius woke up to the most heavenly smells. He smelled fresh waffles, bacon, sausages, scones...oh by Morgana, fresh ground coffee! Hell, I'm ready to beg him to marry me! I'll even birth him a couple of kids...his green eyes and a blend of our coloring...and our power... Oh my, our babies would be gorgeous! And powerful! Lucius purred and got out of bed, and got ready for the day. He stopped still at the sight of his...lover? cooking and was dressed comfortably but nicely. He had nice fitting black jeans with a dark green shirt. On his feet, comfortable calf high black boots. His hair was well groomed and he still wore his emerald stud. Maybe I'll get him another earring...Lucius thought.
"Good Morning Lucius,"
"Good Morning Harry." Lucius said with a smile as he graciously took the seat that Harry had pulled out for him and a good morning kiss."Hmmm, I could get used to this..." He purred. Harry smiled and kissed him again, which Lucius purred into. They broke away and Lucius sighed. Harry blinked.
"What's wrong?" He asked and Lucius stood up and went to the chair that was usually for the "lady" of the house! Harry was puzzled but pulled the seat out for him anyway. Lucius smiled and kissed him again.
"Harry, you sit where I sat." Lucius said. "I want to see something. Go on." Harry blinked but did as he was bid. He sat down and for some reason, he felt as if he belonged there. He sat back and saw Lucius nodding and smiling. "Just as I thought."
"What?"
"Ah right I've forgotten you've been raised by Muggles. Well, I'll explain. You understand that each household has a "pecking order" as it were?" Harry nodded and Lucius continued. "Well in a Pureblood home you have the Lord, the Lady/Lord Consort, the children, and then the guests. The Lord sits at the head of the table, where you are right now, the Lady or in our case Lord Consort, sits where I am right now, on your immediate left. Draco would sit across from me, on your right for he is the first born son, any others would sit according to their births. Any guests, sans our parents or in laws would sit anywhere. The elder of the family, patriarch or matriarch, would sit on the opposite head of the table."
"But wait, then everything's off...You're Lord of your family. I'd be the spouse and Draco would sit across from me..." Lucius stopped him with a firm kiss.
"Harry, I want you to sit here. Tell me, what did you feel sitting in that seat?"
"Like I belonged in it." Lucius nodded.
"And you do." He whispered. "Can I be brutally honest with you?"
"Of course, I'd rather you would."
"Harry, I know you overheard Draco and I arguing, but I stand by every word I said. I understand what it means to never having your own choices. I was trained and molded since the cradle into the perfect scion. And deep down I hated it. But I wasn't as strong as you. I loved my parents, my father more so and I wanted him proud. My father was more adventurous but my mother was one of my teachers. Another was my grandparents. They felt that my father had strayed from the program. So it fell to me to bear the burden. I took up the mantle of Lord as this exact age. As soon as my birthday hit, I was arranged, again not given a choice in the matter. As soon as we graduated, Narcissa and I married, a year later, Draco was born. So I had to do what I had to to protect my family. I've done many sickening things, minus your parents' murder. I've tried to spare Draco from what I had and up until he defied Voldemort I believed I had failed as a father. I can't change what I've done..." Lucius choked back a sob and fought tears. "But I..." At this he did sob and his tears did fall. Harry got up and held the crying blonde. They sank to their knees, holding onto each other. Lucius just cried while Harry held him, stroked his hair and kissed away his tears, whispering words of comfort. Lucius' heart swelled with joy. He couldn't believe that the most powerful wizard in the world wanted him. He hugged Harry tighter and snuggled, inhaling his scent, of fresh rain, the woods and leather. It was both calming and arrousing. He could even smell Harry's power, it was calming like sage but powerful and spicy like dragon's blood.
"Lucius,"
"No, don't leave me!" The scion cried. Harry hugged him again and chuckled.
"Wouldn't dream of it but I have serve us breakfast at some point." Harry teased. Lucius blinked then blushed. Oh by Morgana... Harry got up and held out a hand. Lucius smiled and allowed the ravenette to help him to his feet and lead him back to the table and their breakfast. They talked and held hands through it all. After they were done, they made their way to Hogsmeade, They talked of their pasts, the good, the bad and the ugly. Harry found out that after every mission or dark dealing that Lucius would actually cry and confine himself to his rooms for days on end. On Harry's second year, it was a mistake. The diary was to go to Dumbledore to be destroyed and he believed that Mr. Weasely would at least see it and bring it to the Headmaster.
"So there was really a basilisk down there? Oh by Morgana..." Lucius blanched. "So the Chamber..."
"Yes it exists. If you want, I can show it to you." Lucius' eyes widened but Harry saw the curiousity and reverence. The elder had been a Slytherin after all. Harry filed the knowledge in the back of his mind for a later date. He would need the Headmistress' approval on the matter...
"Harry,"
"Yes Mon Ange?" Harry asked without thinking twice, causing Lucius' heart to stop for a moment. He was pleasantly surprised. He held Harry's hand.
"I know you get tired of hearing this but, is it true that you're a...Parselmouth?"
"Yes Mon Ange it's true." He said, bringing the elder's hand to his lips and kissing it. "Although I don't know why, I thought it was a power that was transferred to me but once Voldemort died, the gift remained. I guess that was one of my talents. Also," he lifted his bangs and Lucius gasped. The scar that Harry was famed for, was gone! "It vanished as soon as he died. But something else popped up and I can't show you out here. It's a coat of arms. Familia est Fortitudo."
"Family Is Strength." Lucius translated calmly. "It suits you to the tee Mon Amour." Harry smiled and pulled the blonde to him, walking together and enjoying each other's company. They even had a pleasant lunch, until Draco waltzed in. He stopped short when he saw his father with his Harry!
"So that's why you've made yourself scarce? Father I've had enough!" Draco pulled out his wand and snarled out the Three Swords Curse. What both blondes didn't expect, was for Harry to jump in front of Lucius!
"HARRY!" Draco cried as Harry was hit full blast. Lucius screamed and ran to the one who loved him unconditionally.
"Mon Amour." Lucius sobbed, immediately picking up his wand and chanting, driving Harry's blood back into his body and healing the wounds. Draco dropped to his knees as his father worked. Aurors arrived and seized Draco and his wand. While a few more carefully placed Harry onto a stretcher. Lucius turned to be at Harry's side.
"Draco, you've hurt me for the last time. You will pay for this. Take him away." Lucius bit back tears as he heard Draco's screams and sobs. It tore at Lucius but Harry needed him. Harry was sped to St. Mungos. Lucius was frantic although he didn't show it. He wrote to the Headmistress and stayed by Harry's bedside. He was angry and hurt that his son would try to take him out just to get to someone who obviously in love with someone else.
Draco was shaking like a leaf as the Aurors escorted him to the Department. He had been so blind that he couldn't think. He was so obsessed to have Harry that he was willing to go as far as taking out his own blood. His father had done none of those things and he won Harry's heart. But now, he had broken his father's. He saw the tears in his father's eyes, the hurt and betrayal. He felt terrible. His father looked happy with Harry...no, they both looked happy...
"Head Auror, I want to see my father."
"I don't think he wants to see you." Kingsley said. "By the way, I've seen your father. Is it true you splashed a potion on him? He's seventeen again."
"Yea I did. I'm sure it'll be fixed..."
"Um what was he hit with?"
"Eh, a De Aging Potion and a Managomy Potion."
"Longbottom's potion eh?"
"Yes, the assignment was the Magnogomy Potion but his pages were stuck and..."
"The pages tore in half? I told Dumbledore to put anti stick charms on the books. Well I have good news and bad news. The good news, you don't have to worry about any infidelity. Bad news, his De Aged state is irreversible. Now, he'll grow up again with you all. Oh and he's innocent again if you get my meaning..." Draco's eyes widened. His father had his virginity again! Oh by Merlin!
"Please Head Auror,"
"Fine but if your father tears you apart I'll turn a blind eye." He grabbed Draco by the wrist and escorted him to Harry's room. Lucius looked up red eyed. The bereft Lord Malfoy had been crying. Draco's heart broke further.
"Father,"
"What is he doing here?" Lucius hissed before glaring at his son. "Haven't you done enough? I get one shread of happiness and that bothers you! Haven't I given enough so you and your mother can be safe? Your mother has found her love and is happy, why can't I have the same?"
"Because I want him."
"I love him Draco." Lucius whispered. "And he loves me, although we haven't told each other so, I do and I know he feels the same. We talked for hours, he treats me special and he makes me happy. You're young and I know that you will find your true love. Harry is mine. And, with your little stunt, I may end up alone..." Draco winced as his father choked back a sob and sank back into the chair next to Harry's bed, taking his hand in both of his. Draco put his head down in shame.
"Father, your condition, is irreversible. You're stuck this way."
"Then so be it." Lucius said with finality. "All I want is Harry to come back to me. This was supposed to be our first date. You took that from me and although you are my son and I'll always love you, but I don't know if I can forgive you. I can't even look at you without feeling my pain and rage. Please, just go." He turned his back to his son and Kingsley felt bad for the older blonde. He grabbed Draco by the shoulder and sat him down, placing a monitor on his ankle.
"You will return to Hogwarts and stay there. When Harry returns, you will be moved to the Slytherin boy dorms. You are to steer clear of them. Am I understood?" Draco nodded and Kingsley took his back to school while Lucius remained with Harry.
Come back to me Mon Amour. I need you...no, we, need you.
Where the hell am I? Harry thought. Am I dead?
"Consider this limbo." A handsome dark haired wizard said. "I'm certain you've been through something similar with Dumbledore." Harry nodded and flames lit all around to reveal a study and the speaker was sitting behind the desk. Harry felt his body thrum in recognization.
"Yes Harry, I am Salazar Slytherin your Forefather." The other wizard said. Harry looked up over the desk and he gasped. The coat of arms was standing in full glory. It was the same crest on his back. It was a beautiful crest of green, silver and black. Familia est Fortitudo was in beautiful cursive.
"Family is Strength." Salazar said. "Its what makes us strong, how we thrive. Your mother understood, lived and died with it. So have you and you will again. I've noticed Lucius has won your fancy." At this Harry smiled. He did love the older blond. "Harry, it's time for you to take your place as Lord Slytherin and lead us to glory. Lucius will help you and I approve of the match. I wouldn't worry about his son, the boy is harmless, he'll come around. Now, there are something I need to teach you and you asleep like this, is perfect. I know it worries Lucius but this is important too. As soon as you've learned all I have to teach you, you will wake." Harry nodded and got to work.
Ok, what should be done about Draco? There's more to come. Stay tuned.
